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Because black is how I feel on the inside

The reason for my long absence from this blog is the same reason I’m making my latest dress. My mom passed away this December after a long and extremely brave battle with cancer. As anyone who has gone through something like this knows, cancer is a real motherfucker and watching a loved one die is difficult, surreal and god damned painful. But I don’t come from people who mope, so I’ve been trying to channel at least some of my grief into sewing.

Too much tiki, too little time

As Tiki Oasis quickly approaches and my giant stash of hawaiian print fabric still sits mostly unsewn, I am beginning to panic …

Liberace’s slippers

After watching Steven Soderbergh’s fabulous movie about Liberace and his boyfriend Scott Thorson, Behind The Candelabra, I have become obsessed with finding …